I gave my love a cherryThat had no stoneI gave my love a chickenThat had no boneI told my love a storyThat had no endI gave my love a babyWith no crying.How can there be a cherryThat has no stone?And how can there be a chickenThat has no bone?And how can there be a storyThat has no end?And how can there be a babyWith no crying?

A cherry when it's bloomingIt has no stoneA chicken when it's pippin'It has no boneThe story that I love youIt has no endA baby when it's sleepingIt's no crying.